He was half Korean and half Mexican. He had short black hair, a nice bronze tan, and the ladies loved him. He was a running back during football seaso... and played rugby during the summers. Although he hung out with the other athletes, he always found time to hang out with me. His mom and my mom were best friends, and we grew up together. We lived in the same neighborhood and were always together growing up. One day in the spring before graduation, we were over at my house after school. It was. "Oh why is that?" I asked."Some of it is training and some of it is for further investigation. Nothing ever stuck to you, but I do wonder if it will now that Sylvia is gone?" Mission questioned."Not me, I don't do that any more. I haven't for a long time," I said."I heard about the one that went wrong in the Islands. Glad to hear you made it out in one piece." she commented. Then went on, "So Rose what can I do for you." Did you know I owned a pot farm," I asked."No I didn't know that. So what. Ray lie down right here with your head at the foot of the bed. Come on, get out of your shirt but leave your pants on and get over here."I did as she asked. She straddled my face and pressed her sopping wet pussy onto my mouth. She leaned over to put her tits on my stomach and grabbed my legs, holding them together tightly, then said, "Be a dear, Ray, and stick your tongue in as far as it will go. Rusty, please climb up here and stick that gorgeous cock deep in my ass like I know you’ve. "Making sure he had his walkie-talkie with him Singleton stepped out of the vehicle. The woods had that eerie hush of falling snow. The road still had enough heat to melt the snow, but that could change quickly. As Singleton walked up the driveway to the house he saw a gray minivan sitting next to the house, the plate on it matched the partial the eyewitness gave; he detoured slightly to inspect the van first.Looking in the window Singleton saw a sight that gave him some hope that he might find.